The prison carriage belonging to the Third Prince was draped in a black cloth. This was unusual, as it wasn't windy or rainy, and basking in the sun during the winter days in Yan State was typically a great pleasure. Nevertheless, the black cloth had been purposely added.
The agents from the Spy Bureau surrounded the prison carriage, radiating an aura that warned everyone to keep their distance. The citizens of the capital generally looked down their noses at others; they might not fear the city's government servants, or even the capital's Imperial Guard—as many of those were local youths—but they wouldn't dare brazenly ask the agents of the Spy Bureau who was being transported in that prison carriage.
The common folk could only watch the spectacle, often confused by the commotion. As for the specifics, they were left to their own imaginations.
